dreamchild

you're standing there
but your mind is closed,
like a bible in a bar. . .

your eyes are bright
but they can't see,
like the headlights of a car. . .

you're a catatonic princess
with a catastrophic thought,
you're an incident of living,
you're sold but never bought. . .

you're a smooth delight
and a sleepless night,
you're a book
that can't be read. . .

you're a work of art
with a broken heart,
you're a needle
lacking thread. . .

1977